A/N Ah, welcome to my fanfiction! Let's not waste time…
I do not own HTTYD or Dreamworks, this is only for entertainment purposes.
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"Welcome to dragon training!" A large and hefty man with short soft copper blond hair, a small mustache and honey brown eyes called out as he heaved open two heavy metal doors revealing a large stone floored arena. It had a chained metal roof, and there were several locked metal doors.
Five kids, looking about fourteen, stepped into what appeared to be a death trap, ultimately leading to their doom and destruction.
"No turning back," one young girl muttered. She was undoubtedly smaller and more agile than most others around her, yet she still held an aura of power, and strength. She had long and wavy dirty blond hair and sky blue eyes.
"Yeah, I hope I get some serious burns!" A boy eagerly shouted. He was also tall and thin, with long medium blond hair and brown eyes.
"I'm hoping for some mauling, like on my shoulder or lower back." This time another girl spoke. She had long braided hair, and brown eyes, matching her twin perfectly. She too was strangely taller and thinner than others.
"Yeah, it's only fun if you get a scar out of it." The first girl agreed. Of course, dragons were a huge deal on Berk. It was only right that someone around them all the time, a dragon master, would have tons of scars.
"Yeah, for sure… I want to be in unbearable pain to look cool." Another girl snorted sarcastically, walking in after the others. "Who in the name of Thor wants to do that?" Said girl had medium length hair, hazel eyes, brown hair and wasn't as small and lean as the twins, nor as large as the first girl.
"Yeah, but just think of precisely how cool you'd look!" Another boy piped up. He was large, with lots of muscles. He had extremely dark brown hair, almost black, and light green eyes.
"Oh shut up, Bjorn." The same brown haired girl hissed.
Bjorn looked hurt, for only a few short seconds, and then their face twisted into one of anger.
"You should shut up Runa, I'm obviously the one with more muscles. That makes me better." Bjorn held his head up, snarling as he said this. "Right guys?" He turned to the other teens.
The twins, Gabby and Gabe nodded enthusiastically, while the other girl, Asta, just stared at Bjorn with a blank expression.
"Alright, that's enough you guys." The first man pushed past the arguing teens, knocking the twins to the ground and unbalancing Runa.
"But Garth," Bjorn whined. He had always despised Runa, as she always bested him at archery and in any race. She couldn't beat him at wrestling, or balance training, or sword fighting, but it still enraged him that someone was better than him.
"No buts," Garth interrupted, "we have to get to work." He walked past the final teen, a hefty, yet outmuscled by Bjorn, boy with short light brown hair and chocolate brown eyes. "Ugo," Garth nodded to the teen, and using the power of manners, Ugo nodded back.
"Righty then," Garth said to the teens, now facing them all, lined up in a sloppy order. "It's time to get to dragon training!"
A few woops echoed throughout the teens, eager to finally get to training.
"But first you need to know what dragons there are…" A few sighs and boos now chorused throughout the once excited teens.
"You'll thank me for this one day." The large blacksmith Garth snapped back at them. Then he sighed, "All teenagers…"
Walking along a few of the metal doors lining the exterior of the arena, whiling still continuing to talk, Garth began his speech. "Here we have the Rumblehorn," Garth gestured to the first door, and continued to gesture to different ones as he said the dragon's names.
"The Hideous Zippleback, Changewing, Timberjack and the Monstrous Nightmare."
The teens practically exploded at the thought of getting a Changewing, or a Timberjack. Those dragons had been considered extremely rare and valuable so long ago, but now had become fairly common, yet they were still valuable as ever.
"Alright," Garth interrupted the teen's thoughts. "Let's dish out the dragons."
"I call the Rumblehorn!" Bjorn immediately called out. The twins glared at him, like he had claimed the last mug of mead to ever exist.
After a few seconds of silence, with Garth glancing from the twins back to Bjorn, he clapped his hands together and sighed. "Okay… Bjorn gets the Rumblehorn!"
"Honestly, I think the wins should get the Zippleback, after all, it does have two heads." Ugo squeaked out to Garth.
Immediately understanding this, Garth declared, "Gabby, Gabe, you share a Zippleback." He then turned away, not waiting for their response.
"Well then…" Asta sighed. "I'll take the Changewing." She stepped forward as she said this, stating that she was obviously deserving of the powerful and tricky species. "Changewing." Echoed Garth. "Got it."
With two more dragons left, Ugo was determined to claim one for himself, instead of being stuck with whatever was left. With only one more exotic dragon left, he had to make a move now.
As Runa opened her mouth, Ugo quickly interrupted. "I want the Timberjack." He stated simply. Garth nodded, and then turned to Runa.
"It looks like you're getting the Monstrous Nightmare."
Runa sighed, and looked down at the stone floor of the arena, studying her suddenly interesting boots.
"Don't worry," Garth whispered to Runa, "the Nightmare is quite powerful, you'll get a good dragon."
Runa nodded slowly and looked back up. Garth also turned back to the others. "For now you'll need to know how to approach dragons. How to train your dragon."